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Mean nothing wrong There's something
tomorrow that I should be like tomorrow

just isn't all that important right now
Yes,

I

Well, what should I do?

You're asking me?

Who else should I ask? Some advice to
the lovelorn columnist?

Would he know?

Son of a bitch!

Now what is it?

The way you go about it.

It's so damn irritating.

It seems like every time it's a test I
have to pass.

It's become a nightmare.

So I can't do a thing.

Tell me that you've got another woman.

That's why you can't make love with me.

There's only one solution.

What?

Separation might be the best possible
way to salvage our marriage.

Whatever you want.

Fine. Get the hell out.

You can't stand living with me? Then go.

The seven years we've spent together
don't mean a thing to you, right?

Wasn't like that at the beginning
though, was it?

Well, here we are.

In the name of the Father, and the Son,
and the Holy Ghost.

Amen.

Antonio, I'm still here.

I'm still waiting for you to tell me
what I should do.

You're still asking me?

Of course I'm asking you.

Weren't you the one who decided the
lifestyle of this relationship?

An empty life, full of superficialities.

Those boring parties, full of whiskey,
cards, and small talk.

All of us doing the same things.

What we do, we do with 40 other people.

Never a moment for ourselves.

Too many people.

That's not what a marriage is.

Most of all, a marriage is love, isn't
it?

Yes, of course. But it's also
comprehension, compassion.

Father, I put up with everything,
always.

All right, get on your back and spread.

Do it.

Do it.

He's come to look at me as something to
use in his spare time.

A convenience.

Think about it.

Why did this happen?

Why did he change like that? It's like a
test I have to pass. Antonio.

Maybe you're tired.

I'm sure you need to get some rest.

And you might go see the doctor.

I don't need to see any damn doctor. Why
do you keep saying the same things?

I want so much to be near you, but you
won't let me.

If you just talk to me, I feel as though
I'm some kind of stranger.

You never talk about your work, you
know.

I never know what's worrying you.

You just won't even let me breathe.

You've always got to know.

Where am I going? What do I think about?
Where was I yesterday?

I know, but whatever you're thinking
about matters to me.

Everything.

And how long has this situation been
going on?

But it wasn't like this in the
beginning, was it?

What are you talking about?

When you married me, everything was
perfect.

You accepted everything.

Living away from the center of things.

My friends, my work.

But at that time, I guess, I was
offering the ideal solution for your

problems.

Antonio, you're trying to make it sound
like there was never anything good

between the two of us.

All right, if I understand correctly,
you're telling me your marriage is at a

crisis above all because of your
husband's faults, a man who you say is

and impatient.

But in confession, you tell about your
own sins, not other people's.

Don't you think it possible that your
problem might have something to do with

mistakes on your own part?

Sexual fulfillment is a legitimate part,
even a duty of marriage.

Can you honestly say you've done
everything in your power to further the

enjoyment that a couple has the right to
expect?

Think about it.

You think so?

Oh, hold it. I give up.

Never again.

The kind of love I like is not a tennis
score.

I think my trouble is I...

Eat too little, screw too much.

When you do to get old, you get old.

Try screwing a bit less, eating a bit
more.

And show up a bit more often on the
tennis course. That'll cure what ails

believe me.

You seem to forget that I'm the doctor
around here. Everybody knows the doctors

are the worst patients.

I envy you. No, come.

Your wife is gorgeous.

You're a good couple.

You love each other and have a well
-ordered, peaceful existence, so you're

good shape.

I, on the other hand...

I'm growing a bit tired of the life I'm
leading.

Is your wife?

Forget her, all right?

Problems, everybody's got one, you know
that.

Oh, by the way, there's something I
wanted to talk to you about.

The fact is, you're too damn serious.

If you stepped out on your old lady once
in a while, like every other husband

does, well, you'd be a happier man.

I mean it.

Why don't you try with some jailbait for
a change, huh?

Come on, lay off, will you?

One of these days, I'm going to drop in
at your office.

Something I want your opinion on.

Anytime you're around, any kind of
problem you might have, come and visit

We'll talk about it. Thanks.

Next week, I might.

No hurry.

There's time.

Okay, everybody's paper in. Come on.
Now, who's going to read the answers?

I am. Plenty of butter, too.

Everybody sit down.

Now, would you all please be quiet?

Yeah, shut up, will you?

All right, here we go.

What was the first question?

Ah, yes. What is the thing you like best
about him?

Answer? You know.

Oh, boy,

this is going to be a good one.

Just be quiet.

What do you wish that he weren't?

A retirement date. What do you wish that
he had?

Six others.

All right.

When you make love with him, what do you
think about?

The grocer's teenage son.

And when you make love with the other
one, oh, a pneumatic thrill.

What is your most ardent desire?

Hey, listen.

Hers is to make dinner for Marlon
Brando.

I know what she'd like to serve.

My dear, austerity demands that we use
margarine.

You're all wrong. Corn oil is what's
called for.

Will you all listen?

Now, here comes the best part of the
game.

We're open for guesses as to the author.

My guess is that you wrote it. No doubt
about it.

That's way, way off. I don't like
euphemisms. By now, you all know that.

Don't you? I wouldn't be God's dead
saying a man's you. No, I'd say...

would you go on with the game, huh?

Who wrote it? All right, I'll tell you
my idea, too.

Laura wrote it.

Why,

Laura? Yes, why do you think she did?

Oh, well, she has this big holier -than
-thou attitude.

She always looks like she should be
wearing a halo.

I will not have lower the subject of
your vile insinuations.

She's a perfect wife.

You mean perfect wives don't like you,
no?

If that's the case, then the husband's
not perfect.

I get the idea.

You're trying to tell me something. If
so, drag it out. Let's hear it publicly.

Have you ever lacked anything?

I've got nothing to say.

I'm

really

sorry that you have to travel so much.

We hardly have any time together.

Remember when we used to go out a lot?

Darling, you know I can't stop at this
time.

There's a rough situation in the factory
now.

I've got to stay on it.

Or else all those years of hard work
will have meant nothing.

I have responsibilities to Claudio, to
you, and also to myself.

I thought things were going so much
better.

Yes.

That's true. I just need this contract.

And I can relax.

We can all relax.

Well, then we'll have some time to
ourselves.

Work isn't everything, you know.

That's right.

When I get back, we'll take a little
vacation.

Maybe we'll try Jamaica.

It'll be our...

Second honeymoon.

You've promised that so many times
lately.

This time I'll keep my word. You'll see.

Because this time I really want to,
darling.

my concentration.

What are you

after,

honey? Take a look.

Hey, the lady wants the leopard.

Yes, lady?

Get in.

You're serious?

I'll pay you.

You better believe it, honey. You'll pay
and pay.

You'll have your money. Okay, angel
face.

Only you have to shell out at least
three big ones for special work like

Okay. Then come on. When the cat's away,
the lady wants to play, right?

We'll go to your place, honey. Anything
you say, honey.

Okay, honey, what else do you want to
know? Come on, spit it out. I ain't got

all night.

If he doesn't get excited, what can I
do?

Well, just you lie back on the bed and
move your legs and let him get a glimpse

and pretend you just got to have it.
Like, ah, you've got to give me every

of it.

Yes,

only, what if it doesn't work?

Look, Miss First.

If that don't get it up, you've got a
corpse in your hands.

Please, I'm not paying you to make
jokes.

You want to know the secret, the big
heart maker? Let's see another ten.

You'll have it if you tell me first.

Just something.

Just wail on his thing. It'll get like a
telephone pole.

How?

Are you for real?

Turn into a trombone player. Or maybe I
should have said French horn for crying

out loud. You've got to know what I'm
talking about.

I couldn't bring myself to.

Now, do you wonder where they always go
for us? Oh, come on. It's easy. A big

kiss. Just that first of all. Boy,
that's it. Oh, boy, get to work.

It's useless.

Get it.

But I'm just trying to do everything I
can to help you.

I don't know what else to do.

I'm a normal woman. I need a normal
life.

Can't you understand that?

Yes, yes.

I understand.

I've always been faithful to you.

And I have no intention of changing
that.

You are making me go through hell. Do
something about it. If you had any

you would.

I can't go on like this. You have to do
something.

So the fault is only mine.

All mine.

You women think of nothing else all day
long. Just screw and get yourself

screwed. You don't give a shit about
anything else.

You bunch of... Antonio!

Oh, stop talking like that, Antonio.

I can't go on like this.

I'm going crazy with you.

Then leave, for Christ's sake. Go.

Walk through the door.

Get your ass out of here.

Go on.

Oh, God, is that what you want?

Do you really want me to go?

All right, Antonio.

From a medical point of view, this is a
very simple case and far from being

uncommon.

Your malady is in your head, not your
body.

Today it's fashionable to call it
stress.

You work too much, that's all.

Sure.

Widespread phenomenon these days.

I wouldn't call it impotence.

Come on, drink up.

Remember a few of the girls were knocked
over together, huh?

You said it was a nervous disorder.

Or psychological, if you prefer.

Same thing, more or less.

Well,

is there some cure?

I told you, work a lot less, sleep a lot
more. Have fun.

Take yourself on a trip.

And don't tell me you can't afford it.

Any place you go will do.

I'll tell you.

The only really important part is that
you leave behind you all your problems

when you go.

Easy to say.

And look, you've got a son.

He's been studying in Boston for some
time.

Or pretending to be studying.

If he's anything like his old man, he's
been screwing for three years, Salah,

while you're here ruining your health.

Some deal.

Claudio has his own life to live.

And you have your own grave to dig.

He can do whatever he damn well likes,
but not you.

But listen to me, Antonio.

Have you forgotten how hard you had to
work to get where you are now?

Have you?

Let him put his nose to the grindstone a
while.

Why not?

I don't see what he has to do with all
this.

All right.

I'll lay my cards on the table.

If you don't want this problem to be
chronic, who would I tell you to?

There must be some other way out.

You're a doctor.

Tell me a treatment.

I've already told you twice that there's
only one that really works.

Lots of rest.

Lots.

Give your job to your son. He's capable.

Listen.

You want to be able to make it, you've
got to have your mind at peace, and

isn't.

And the factory's not your only trouble.
You've got another thing on your mind.

Something quite common to all of us.

Now, you've been married for a number of
years now.

The passage of time a legal maid is no
longer sexually stimulating.

Going to bed with Lauer doesn't mean
much to you anymore.

It's pure routine, and as such, it's
become a bit of a bore.

And worse, you feel duty -bound to do
her, and she expects it.

What happens?

Very little.

Look, do you mind? I love her. What the
hell's that got to do with anything?

Tenderness and affection are fine
things, but they're not terribly

A man gets turned on when something
stimulates his imagination.

Look, to be corny, you gotta have
novelty, Antonio.

I must say you're not helping a lot.
I've made the diagnosis.

The diagnosis is okay. I don't like the
cure.

Old boy, you've got a cut -and -dried
remedy close at hand.

A steam bath?

That's not what I really meant.

You want a cure? Your friend the doc
will provide.

Tell me, do you happen to know any
Hungarian?

I won't say how it happened.

There I was on the balcony in my
underwear.

What did you expect?

Frozen salad in all five minutes.

Yes, yes, thank you. Oh, my little girl.

Well, let's have a toast to Magda. Yeah,
long live Hungary. No, it's a religious

toast. You have to say, long live
Buddha, but to hell with the past.

I'm trying to remember.

I don't get it. Don't worry, I'll
explain it some later date.

Everything all right, Antonio?

Yeah.

Yeah, I hope.

Then let's drink to hope.

Ah,

good champagne.

Give me. Greedy, greedy.

Friend makes joke.

But I like you best.

You're much handsomer, darling.

No more champagne, Antonio. You might
get sick and it wouldn't do to have an

upset stomach. Hey, boy.

As your family doctor.

I advise you to go to bed.

A little snooze might do you good. You
see, your friend says we can't drink.

And he's a doctor, so we have to do what
he says.

Come, dragon.

It wasn't dreams.

Thank you. We'll do our best.

I'll do the best.

Now, we finish the bottle.

And then make plans.

Pretty name, Magna.

You plan on living here for good?

Yes.

Good. Good.

You really from Budapest?

No. You like me anyway?

I like it here. I mean, especially the
men. They're nice.

Take a look around you. If you've got
the time to breathe now.

Feel the people around us too.

And the politicians breathing.

By the railing and the vehicles.

Politicians carry on.

The situation.

When you were young. When you had the
time to be born.

Oh, please. Yes.

Yes, Antonio Tarli.

Never forgot to fight.

Never forgot to use it right. Never
forgot to fight and fight.

Never forgot to...

I talked to Magda.

Says you're something else.

Old Mr. Battering Ram, huh?

Always follow your doctor's orders.

Do you think it would be possible with
Laura now?

It might, I suppose.

But I told you, it depends all on your
spiritual tranquility.

You know that fine old saying, a man's
thing don't want no trouble.

Point is, I've got trouble, Carlo.

Trouble in the factory.

I've just got to stay right on top of
it.

Claudio could take over in a minute.

Get him back.

After all, what else are sons good for?

You know, I think that's convinced me.
About time.

Yes, you're right.

I've got to get away from work.

And try somehow to get close to Laura.

I don't know how, but I've got to do it.

Is anything wrong?

Your telegram had me worried.

Having me come back in such a hurry, my
course isn't even over yet.

Is there anything serious behind all
this?

No, of course not.

I just need you to help me.

I'm a little worn out, that's all.

Okay, I get the idea.

This isn't the right time.

So we'll be talking it over later,
right? Yes, we'll talk it over later.

Hi, Laura. How are you? Fine, Claudio.
Welcome back.

You look marked.

You look great.

What's the matter with Dad?

He's just going out.

Can I drive?

Very good.

Thanks.

It's marvelous to get here after all
this time away.

Yes, it's nice to get back once in a
while. But to have to live here, that's

whole other matter.

Right, darling?

All right, but be careful.

You knew me, my love.

The soul, the discretion.

I know all about your soul. Just be
careful at all.

The evening's program contains a
sensational new game.

It's a game based entirely on each
individual conception of reality.

I think he's handsome.

Are you ever going to meet a man you
don't find irresistible?

So you wouldn't mind a little of that,
would you? No, I wouldn't.

Universities in the States are run on
different lights.

To me it sounds like a difficult game.
And boring, too. No?

No, I assure you it's a delightful
pastime.

Once you get your cars, the lights are
turned out.

Oh, then you get busy.

The one who gets the ace of spades is
the murderer.

At this point, he selects his victim.

When the victim is struck, he or she
yells out.

And no more than that.

And then the inspector comes in and
there is light in the room.

He tells everyone to stand still.

And you have to stand still.

Then, of course, he begins the
interrogation.

And you say this is fun, huh? Yeah,
yeah, I'm right.

You have to realize that the murderer...

Mustn't murder right away.

He starts in stalking purposefully
around the place.

He's groping for his victim.

He has to rely on the sense of touch
after all the lights are out. Now,

murderer, don't be rash.

Do not commit your act immediately.

Let us enjoy the game for a while first.

You don't have to be in any big hurry.

Let us revel in the excitement of the
unknown.

That's where all the fun is.

We have to take advantage of it.

Butterflies flying from flower to flower
and sipping in the night.

Flowers opening.

Flowers closing.

Flowers that kick and slap.

How does it finish?

With the discovery of the guilty one.

When the inspector thinks he knows who
the murderer is, he tells that person to

show his card. If it is the ace of
spades, the murderer pays the penalty.

Is that quite clear? Are you sure?

I'm sure, Carlo. Patrizia, take your
place of the lamp.

Everyone understands everything?

I think it sounds great. Of course. Come
on.

Remember, don't smoke.

Even a cigarette can serve as an element
of identification.

Here.

Make the card face hidden.

Yeah. Will anybody see it?

Huh?

It's yours.

Prepare yourselves. The chase will soon
begin.

And we will live the reign of terror.

Yeah. Or the reign of pleasure, perhaps.

It's yours.

Okay. Here we go.

Patricia, have you got the switch ready?

Anytime, boss.

Then let there be darkness.

Stop it, I said.

Come on, Laura.

I know the score.

I can satisfy you better than Antonio.

You're a pig, Carlo. Now leave me alone.

You insist.

Because I like grown men, not teenagers.

I'm not making a scene.

I'm not that jealous.

If all you are is just one of those
dirty old men who like teenagers, I pity

you. What are you talking about?

We were just kidding around.

Do you take me for a fool?

I saw you.

And so did everyone there.

Gabriella is not even 18.

Why, she's even too young for your son.

Oh, come on.

You're overacting.

And even if it were true.

I have the right to do what I please.

There's nothing going on between us
after all. I got no guilty conscience

bothering me. The worst thing is how
you're acting now, not what you did

I can't stand the hypocrisy.

The falseness.

You wanted me to clear out. All right,
I'm ready to go.

No.

You're not going.

Because I won't let you, my dear.

This is your place.

You're going to stay right here in this
house.

Yeah.

And even if you do get away,

I'll see that you suffer for it until
the end of your days.

And I'll tell you something else.

No one, no man will ever want you.

You'll never be able to hold on to one
again.

Because you'll ruin it. You wear every
single man down till the poor bastard

nothing left. Like me.

Stop shouting.

Be quiet.

But the truth is you're impotent.

You're a sick man.

who instead of trying to be cured, goes
drooling after little girls. Be quiet,

Laura. Why?

You can scream all the insults you want,
and I have to just sit back neatly and

take it?

Oh, God!

Dad?

Listen, Claudio.

How about Laura? You don't get along
anymore.

Is that what you were going to say? No.

No, Claudio, that isn't it.

Of course we fight now and then. It's
normal.

There's no one who doesn't.

I hope you realize that I do love her.

Lately I know I've been guilty of
neglecting her. It's a fact.

And I know why.

Just overwork.

You had me come back here so I could
help you.

You won't regret it for a minute, I
promise.

I'm not really talking about that.

I mean Laura.

She's very lonely closed up in the house
all day long.

And it's going to have to go on like
that for at least a couple months more.

Look, Claudio, I was thinking, while I'm
out of town, it might be a good idea to

take her out dancing for the supper, the
theater.

Would you mind that?

No, but it's certainly not what's going
to cure what ails her.

I know.

And the minute I get rid of the most
urgent things, we're going away

Now that is just what the doctor
ordered, Papa.

Like it? Yes. We go to places like this
so seldom.

Sure. You're young and full of life. I
must say I find it a mystery how you can

stay locked up in the house all day
long.

Under certain conditions, you can make a
drama out of any little problem.

Why don't you treat yourself better?
It's not fair. You should take all your

ugly memories and throw them out.

The wise man of the mountain is right.

But what should I do?

First, have yourself a real down -to
-earth discussion with Papa.

And then go out much more often with me.

May I have Miss Mazurka?

Oh, you might ruin your reputation
dancing with an old woman.

You are the most fascinating, gorgeous
woman I know.

Waiter. Drink something?

Make it a scotch.

Two scotch on the rock.

Yes, sir. Would you like it served
upstairs in a private room?

No, not this evening. Thanks, just the
same. Of course.

I must look like I have the hots for
you.

My goodness, no. I'm the one that looks
like a Casanova.

May I join you?

You know, I hate romantic music, but
this is a nice piece.

That's surprising.

Why?

Well, it's thoughtful, sober, although
it's melancholy.

Yes, it is.

It's melancholy, but beautiful.

Full of light and sweetness.

You must be lonely, aren't you? Well,
it's wrong.

How about this?

Dad phoned this morning from Borneo.

Tomorrow is your wedding anniversary,
right?

Pack a food case.

We can be there in less than three hours
in the morning. You can have your

celebration on a pair of skis.

This was a wonderful idea of yours,
Claudio.

Wonderful. Thank you for remembering our
anniversary.

It's great. Yes, it is. Shall we drink
to that?

Right.

Here's to us. To us. To you.

Well, I think I'd better be on my way.

Won't you at least stay and have dinner
with us? No.

To quote a friend, I have to get to
work.

Besides, this is your anniversary.

Goodbye, Laura. Many happy returns.
Thanks.

Don't worry about a thing. I'll take
care of the store.

Okay? Very good.

So long.

I'll see you later.

So long.

Don't drive too fast.

Don't worry.

idiot. I got you a little gift for our
anniversary, but I didn't have time to

wrap it up.

Here.

I hope you like it, darling. Oh, it's
fabulous.

Oh, it's so beautiful.

Oh, thank you.

It's magnificent.

I love it. I'm glad. Oh, darling, that
was so sweet.

I tell you, please, you've drunk enough.

Don't be silly.

Now we have to celebrate.

It's so beautiful. I love my ring.

Oh, please.

Come on.

You've had enough to drink. Hand that
over.

Now, I want you to have a drink, too.
This is an important night to us. We

to celebrate. Here, come on. Come on,
honey. We don't want you. I've had

And so have you. Come on, girl.

Why don't you go to bed? What are you
talking about?

Come here, Daddy wants you right here.
Let me touch you.

That's good.

Here you go. Why do you drink so much?

You find me exciting only when you're
drunk.

Leave me alone. I hate this.

I can't stand it.

Oh, God.

Happy anniversary.

Laura, hi.

Oh, hi.

I haven't seen you in ages.

What's new? I've been up in the
mountains, huh? Have a good time? Oh, it

marvelous. You're alone?

No, with my husband.

Well, well, well.

Claudio. Right on.

I never see you.

Where have you been hiding?

Since that first party, you've
disappeared from circulation.

I've got a job to do.

Ah, yes.

Of course.

Online. Now in the factory of all
places.

Well, I suppose you've got to during the
day.

But what about after hours, you know?

Weekends.

You must have loads of free time.

Or is that booked up solid, too?

You might just phone me once.

Or do you want me to phone you?

I'd love it if you'd phone.

It wouldn't disturb you, I hope.

You're sure you can handle it?

Just to show you my heart's in the right
place, I'll call you. You'll see.

Around 11 in the morning is best. From
then it's about noon.

Hi, Laura.

How's the water? Oh, it's great.

Well, then I think I'll try a few laps
myself.

How are you, Laura?

I must say you're looking wonderful.

You're looking great, too. So I'll pick
you up around 6 .30, eh?

So... Tell me how you solved your
problems last weekend.

You sent Antonio packing or you took a
lover?

Neither one.

Are you very disappointed in me?

No, I didn't expect anything else.
You're just sticking to the rules of the

game. It takes courage to choose
something else. You think it takes

a woman to go to bed with a man?

Yes, if you don't try to pretend to the
world that it's not happening, hell yes.

Sure, that's easy to do.

Only when you're not tied up with
another man, I suppose.

Oh, Laurie, it's no heavy duty. If I
like a man, we go to bed together.

Only without your stupid sentimentality.

That's what hurts.

It's easy to see that you've never been
in love.

And you were born in the Middle Ages.
Why do you say that?

Because women today are liberated.

You know a man can never make do without
a woman.

But we can get along just fine without
them.

And that's why, when you want some good
stuff, you should go ahead and grab it.

What about Claudio?

He's handsome.

And there's no doubt whatever that when
I want to, I'll get him in a bed and

with no stupid recriminations afterwards
either.

Anyway, we can talk this over some more
later if you like.

Bye.

Thank you.

You deserve it.

Being like this is so good.

I'd like to sleep on your shoulder.

Do you suppose we could spend the night
together? Wouldn't that be nice?

There's no way, Patricia. It's
impossible.

Please.

I'm sorry. There's no hope.

This evening I've got something to do.

It's work, by the way. And I've got to
be there.

And haven't you got a husband?

What little story would you cook up so
that you could stay out all night?

He believes every single word I say.

And even if he doesn't, who gives a
damn?

He uses being a doctor as an excuse to
do whatever he pleases.

But it's simple, anyhow.

I say I'm going over to visit his
sister.

I see.

She keeps the show up, and now and then
I do the same for her.

Convenient. Mm -hmm.

Come on, get your... What are you
waiting for?

It's getting late.

Don't you want to ride back to your car?

Come on, hurry up.

You're really in a hurry to get out of
here, huh?

Yep, you don't approve.

You think it's scandalous that I indulge
in a little bed -hopping.

Well, what do you expect us girls to do
with the type of men we've got?

This whole miserable place is so cold.

If you don't have fun, you might as well
be dead.

My father come back? No, sir. I think he
phoned a little earlier. He'll be back

tomorrow. Have you eaten yet, sir?

No, if there's anything left over from
dinner, that'll do fine. Of course, sir.

Is my stepmother in she's looking at
television sir, then bring the tray in

there very good Please

don't

cry Laura

Tell me why I didn't just go away. It
would have been better for everyone,

especially for your father.

Love, think a minute.

You can't just run away like that, in
despair.

What else can I do?

If you really mean to go, at least find
yourself something to do, something to

occupy you, so you don't feel you're in
a vacuum all of a sudden.

You see, I love my father very much, but
I know what he's doing to you.

And I love you very much.

Oh, God.

Laura, I've come to learn that you're a
remarkable woman and you deserve much

more out of life.

Laura, wait. I'm sorry.

Some tea, ma 'am? No, I'll have some
coffee. I'll just help myself. Yes, ma

Well, I'd better get to the factory on
the double.

I've got a time limit on this lot.

You know, it wasn't very easy in the
beginning, but now I understand a bit

I'm even starting to enjoy it.

Why don't you go pick up Dad at the
airport?

He's supposed to be coming in this
afternoon, isn't he?

Well, it would be the youth.

He'd love it if you did.

I wish that... I wish that you too
would.

Yes, you're right. I'll be there.

I'll be going.

There's a call for you, ma 'am.

I passed the line in here.

Thank you. Not at all, ma 'am.

Hello?

Antonio, is that you?

Why not?

I was coming to get you at the airport.

Oh, no, Antonio, don't. Please come
back. I beg you.

Why have you had to change your plans
unexpectedly?

Yes, of course. I understand, as usual.

It's of no importance. Do what you want
to.

Yes.

Goodbye.

So he wasn't even certain he could get
here tomorrow, right?

Right.

Well, you simply said I don't know when
I can get there.

Too bad for him, huh?

We'll get along just fine anyway.

State your wish, and it shall be
satisfied.

Careful with the day.

I'm sorry.

I've just got to go away. I can't go on.

Laura.

What are you up to?

I'm packing.

Why?

Why, Claudio?

I'm leaving. The situation in the
factory is completely under control now.

Oh, it is, huh?

I asked you here to help me.

Because I was having difficulties.

May I ask what brought the sudden
decision about?

Claudio, would you mind saying
something?

I just told you.

All the serious problems in the factory
have been ironed out.

And I... I thought that if I could get
right back to Boston, I might be able to

finish up my course.

I've put in two years on this advanced
degree. Something I expect will come in

very useful later on.

Seems a shame to throw away all that
hard work for nothing.

I don't buy that.

Try telling the truth for a change.

I have been telling the truth.

I must say, though... I have the
impression that my being here isn't

to solve your real problem, which is
Laura.

A problem that needs your immediate
attention, by the way.

All right, then, I'll tell you the
truth.

You're self -centered.

You're a complete egotist.

But don't forget, your various degrees,
your upbringing, your social position,

you owe them all to me.

Yes, of course.

I'd never deny it. I've sacrificed my
whole life to give you what you have

today. Of course. Great sacrifices.

But now you're sacrificing others.

Laura, principally. And me, too. But
why, Dad?

For loot?

Now, you can listen to the truth. That
isn't all people need.

All right, whatever you like.

But I hope you realize, if you leave
this house, you'll never have a penny

me.

Not ever.

Do you know what you're doing?

It's black. Those are my conditions.

Take it or leave it.

Matter of fact, here's a list of the new
orders I just got.

Be at the factory first thing in the
morning and get the work plan

I'll be in Paris.

A few days when I get back.

I want this work already in production.

Well, Claudio, we agreed.

You never know about ladies.

She might be falling in love with a guy.

Hi, everybody.

I know you do.

But what if it's really something?

What is it?

I'm sorry, but I have to leave.

My darling, don't you want to be with
your master, your little master? I'm

terribly sorry. Another time, all right?

Carlo, Antonio leaves now. Just a
minute.

What did you say to him? Nothing. I
didn't say a thing.

Antonio.

Antonio.

What the hell's going on?

Laura's leaving. I know it.

You know, a month or two of separation.

Might be good for the two of you.

No, no, I need her.

Especially right now.

Excuse me.

Good afternoon. Hello, Reena.

Should I prepare dinner for Mr. Claudio,
too? I don't know. What did he say when

he left? I heard him speaking with your
husband who left afterward, but Mr.

Claudio is still in his room.

Oh.

I'll take care of it. Very well, ma 'am.

Claudio. Claudio.

What happened between you and your
father?

I'm so happy. I'm so miserable.

Darling, I swear to you.

I swear I did everything that was
humanly possible. I mean it, darling.

me.

But he's so completely insensitive.

Now I just don't feel I owe him anything
anymore.

I just feel terribly guilty towards you.

I don't want to harm you.

I love you.

I love you, too.

But it's not right.

I've set you against your father.

I should leave right away.

And you should forget about me.

No, don't say that.

I love you, Laura.

I love you.

You'll find another girl, one your own
age.

Probably more than one.

And then you'll fall in love for real.

Stop it. I don't want to hear any more.

I want you more than I've ever wanted
any woman in my life.

Yes, sir, in my opinion, there's nothing
better than a good red Piedmontese.

Don't you think so?

Hmm?

Sure, of course.

Good, I'm glad you agree.

Wine has been very important in man's
cultural development.

You see, man eats through necessity.

A civilized man doesn't just load his
stomach, though.

He has need of something else.

Oh, things like finesse, Respect.

Discretion.

That's why tablecloths, silverware,
suitably prepared dishes and his bottles

wine are carefully chosen.

Well aged.

Don't you think so?

Whatever you say.

It's strange about the human appetite.

At times, it can only be teased by
small, even useless particulars.

And the basis of everything is simply
good taste.

If you've got that, you can do just
about anything.

This is good.

Fine bouquet.

Why don't you have a ball?

Dance.

What? Yes, why don't the two of you
dance?

Good dancing music.

Flower is all worked up.

I can tell.

God knows I'm no use.

When the bunny hug died, so did my
dancing career.

Go ahead.

You don't think I'd mind, do you?

I'd love it.

That's better.

May I have your name?

Go ahead, Claudio.

Thank you. Thank you.

Thank

you.

How are things?

Fine. What are you doing around here?
Just looking for someone who can afford

buy me a hot chocolate.

Come on. I can take it here.

Thank you. One Coke and one hot
chocolate. Here you are, ladies.

I love hot chocolate.

We never seem to meet, you and I.

We should know each other better.

It's a shame we don't.

Yes, it's true.

It's possible for two people to...

live near each other and never get
together.

Listen, can I say something to you
without your getting furious?

Of course. Why should I get mad?

Well, my mother does when I say certain
things.

Oh, that's your mother.

It's a bit different.

Things haven't been going along well
with you and your husband, right?

Oh, well, let's not talk about that,
Diana.

And how could you possibly know?

Well, everyone knows about you and
Claudio.

They pretend not to because of their so
-called good manners, right? But they

know. And they talk among themselves.

Is that so?

It's the latest juicy bit, but you
shouldn't give a damn about it.

As for me, you know, I just couldn't be
less curious about all of the others.

Yes, I know. But you're just full of
fears, and it's through your kind of

that men subjugate us.

They turn women into slaves and trample
them only so they can rid their souls of

their terrible fear of castration.
That's been established.

But this is a different world today. We
don't have to be their whores anymore.

There's such a thing as an equal rights
amendment now.

All the old ideas will be thrown out.

I must confess I've enjoyed your sermon,
but most men won't accept it.

They'll accept it. They're going to have
to. I mean, really, the poor idiots,

not even for themselves are they capable
of solving any problems. How do you

expect them to solve ours?

Perhaps you're right, but I've always
been provided for.

I've never lived on my own.

There's always been a man to take care
of my life.

Your upbringing should be thrown right
out of the window, honestly.

Come on, you better pay attention to
Laura.

About that house you have up in the
mountains in Borneo.

Do you still have it?

Yes, I have. Why?

I'll offer you a trade, madam.

Let's go up there, the two of us. You
put up the hospitality and I will take

care of your re -education.

That's a very nice proposal.

I'll think about it.

Now drink your chocolate. I have to run.

Bye.

Yes, fine.

Mario!

Mario!

Hi, Laura. Be with me in just a second.

Okay, then. We'll opt for the second
solution.

I want you to get everything set up so
we can be producing by Wednesday at the

latest. Just the way you showed me now.
Second alternative.

All clear? We'll get right on it. Ma
'am?

Hi.

What a lovely surprise.

Where have you been all day? I called
the house.

Come outside.

Yes, we'd better talk.

All right.

My father knows something's going on.

I don't know how.

The whole city knows about it.

We've got to be more careful.

Both of us.

Do you think I haven't been?

Before, after, now.

It's all I can think about.

The best thing would be for me to go.

You can either stay or go back to Boston
to finish your degree.

I don't want to hear you say what you're
saying.

We simply have to separate for a little
while anyway.

Until we understand ourselves better.

You're young, Claudio. I don't want you
to do something you'll be sorry for one

day.

It's been beautiful.

But I think I always knew it couldn't go
on forever.

But it's not important.

What I've found in the last few days can
last me my entire life.

I won't listen to you speak like that.

You mustn't.

You simply can't go.

Yes, we have some thinking to do.

But it's better if we do it together.

Good evening, Mr. Claudio. Hello, Rena.
My father home? No, sir. He had dinner.

Then he said he had a flight to catch,
but he left this envelope for you.

Hello, Rena. Good evening, ma 'am. Have
you had dinner yet? Oh, it doesn't

matter. I'll fix something for us. You
can go to bed now. Thank you, ma 'am.

Good night. Night.

What is it?

New production orders.

He left again.

A little strange, huh?

Hmm.

Oh, yes.

Yes, darling.

Sorry, darling. All I could find was a
little ham and cheese.

No, thanks just the same. I'm not
exactly famished.

Laura,

it's time we talked about us, and your
absurd decision to go.

You mustn't.

You can't.

You're making everything more difficult,
darling.

Look, I'm leaving tomorrow.

I'm going up to Borneo.

I want you to tell your father when he
gets back.

Explain everything to him. If you leave,
I'm coming with you.

I won't leave you.

I feel a responsibility, too. That's
exactly what I don't want. For you to

responsible. That you feel you're
obliged to... Laura, listen, I'm going

made this decision by myself, and I'm
going by myself.

Just give me a few days to think things
out. Then I'll get in touch with you.

In the meantime, you can be thinking
about what you want.

And think carefully, Claudio.

You've got to persuade her not to go.

You've got to. What are you doing here?

I thought you'd gone.

No, I haven't gone.

I was in there.

I heard everything.

I saw everything.

You mean you knew?

You saw it together?

You were there spying.

She mustn't go.

She can't.

Listen, Claudio.

She mustn't.

When I found out what was going on, I
bawled like a kid.

Then I said to myself, why not? Keep it
in the family.

Please, Dad, my God.

You don't know what you're saying. I
can't believe you. Laura.

Why?

Why must you?

Why must you go?

We could be so happy here.

In this house? I don't want to hear
another word. I'm going.

No. I'm not going to let you go.

You're going to stay right here. No.

With me.

With Claudio.

You'll be with us and so happy because I
love you.

Yes, I do. And you love me. So you will
go away, will you? Because you're mine.

Mine. Mine. Mine. No, Papa.

Stop it.

Have you gone crazy?

Calm down, Dad.

Calm down.

It may be she's right.

This is a situation that no one could
have imagined.

We've got to clear our minds about it.

Above all, Laura needs to be alone with
herself.

Do you understand? She needs to be away.

I only understand that I need her.

I'm going to leave this horrible house
forever.

Where's the soap?

Right in front of you.

I'll kill you.

That's not better.

Diana,

where's my print cell?

Right here.

That's the wrong place for it.

Coming.

My lady is served.

Oh, wonderful.

More, more, more.

Oh, because there's a lot.

How is it?

Fantastic.

Who could be calling at this hour?

I don't know.

I'll go.

I think I'll go upstairs for awhile.

Antonio, why did you come here?

I can only assure you I didn't intend
to.

All of a sudden, there I was in my car.

I have no idea how.

I'd like to find a way to forget more
than anything.

Yes, some way to cancel out all the ugly
things that have occurred.

I'm alone in the house now.

Claudio's left too.

I don't know anything anymore.

I'm alone.

If you and I could only manage to talk
about things.

Try to help me.

Please, Laura.

I wish there were something I could do.

But it's useless.

Everything would revert right back to
the way it was before.

Those lies.

False pretenses.

That stupid masculine hypocrisy. To save
your face at all costs.

Yes, Laura, but that too is a thing in
life.

That's true. Only in your life, not
mine.

I'm out of it.

Forever.

Wait!